Lightning Novels & Stories

No, it couldn’t be… The large beast flapped its serpentine wings above her head as it came in for a landing. It’s scales took on the color of honey, shining like mirrors in the sun, and it landed with the grace of a blue heron, as it’s onyx talons clacked against the concrete patio. Madchen gasped as the beast shook it’s shiny scales, and sitting atop its head were two beautiful black horns. Ruby eyes blinked in the morning mist, eyes that looked vaguely familiar to her.

As she approached the table, tiny, snapping tendrils of bright blue and violet lightning danced across her knuckles, hiss-popping against the crisp air. "My elemental lightning thrives in narrow spaces," Tala said, her eyes flashing with a dangerous, playful brilliance as she looked at Brynn and Riheirk. "While Navarien holds them still and the wolves rain rocks from the Spine, I can funnel a massive electrical storm right through the center of that throat. The metal in their elven armor and the iron in Valarian's arrows will act as natural conductors. One strike at the rear, and the current will rip through their entire column

It was Lightning, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. “What the hell are you doing here?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. I stood up, trying to steady my nerves. “I need your help. He stepped closer, his expression hard. “And why the hell would I help you hmm someone who just tampered with our shipment?” I swallowed hard, knowing this was my only chance. “Because am in trouble, Nick” He narrowed his eyes at me. “And what does that have to do with me? And stop calling me Nick. It’s Lightning to you, Lily,” he stated firmly.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

I felt how my body shuddered less and less, how it calmed down, and remembered . Louis was six years old. The family recently moved from Australia back to England. One night, a terrible thunderstorm broke out with lightning in the whole sky and such peals of thunder that the whole house was shaking. They had a small one bedroom for two. Tommy woke up, frightened of this doomsday and burst into tears, clutching a teddy bear. He was quite tiny.

Then dark cumulonimbuses gathered overhead the enchantment with flashes of lightning crackling angrily. Purple Thunder Doom – Destruction! Boom! Bolts of lightning, each as huge as columns of pillars, rained down from the sky, streaking down from the skies above like lunging serpents. The Flaming Qilin had barely gotten to its feet when the first bolt struck. The first explosion saw its scales blasted off its very skin and the impact from the blow smacked the entire girth of the Qilin into the wall of the barrier before it ricocheted away.

I waited until the bolt was finished before I crafted it and molded it inside me. Pink lightning covered my skin. It pushed me off the ground, so I was standing facing him. I pointed my two swords directly at him. I released the powered lightning through my swords at him. He flew off his feet across the parking lot. He hung pinned to the side of the second story brick building. The pink lighting crawled across his skin as he screamed out.